it’s about balance, that life should be driven by a course evenly charted. But this path is taken with a conglomerate of quid-pro-quos. It’s merely chance credited by choice and while I feel in certain company with control there is so much working against the calm of balance. Which is to say, balance isn’t calm at all. Balance is chaos… a cyclone where my only hope is of reaching the center.
It’s much like that game, labyrinth: the one with the wooden maze on a drilled platform, where the goal is to conduct a steel ball from start to finish amidst dangerous pitfalls with wavering hands on ill-customed knobs. The funny thing about that game is it’s not about outright balance at all. In fact if balance were maintained then the ball would stagnate.
It seems to me that the course of life is to maintain just the right amount of unbalance in order to produce the sufficient amount of propulsion for plotting a successful journey. Here’s the kicker though: the very thing you use to get the ball rolling is the thing that is betting against you.
In this case, gravity is willing my future to end abruptly, calling out for my decent. Allure as it were. At times I will agree. And for some of us, the suggestion will encourage an outright outcome with no rebuttal. Death as it were.
And that’s when each of us will realize “I never thought death was easy, until I saw life from death’s perspective.”
When it comes to full life and absolute death they’re in approximately the same position, only death turns out to be about two inches lower than “finish” and instead of a simple dead end it comes with a platform.
Life doesn’t come with this foresight of course and if we were to be seeing our path not aerially but in motion, as balls on this adventure, we’d never see the holes in our path. They’d simply appear as if from oblivion. And that’s the battle isn’t it? Finding the perfect moment to switch, with nothing but orientation and a quick flinch telling us which way to turn. And the real fear for me comes from not knowing if that flinch will ever surface.